Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 56

Bastien‘s POV

“You were about to mark me!”

I stumble backward, dazed as Selene’s words pierce through the fog of lust. She was right, I was about to mark her.

My instincts had completely taken over, Axel was urging me to mark her as he had a thousand times before, but my old self restraint is long gone. I thought my mate was dead for three years, kissing her again was too much too resist. If I mark her, make that searing, claiming bite that will forever tie her to me and announce to the world that she belongs to me, she’d never be able to run again.

Even now, knowing how wrong it would be to mark her without her consent, I have to admit the idea is tempting. I watch my mate obsessively, taking in every facet of her expression and demeanor. She’s so beautiful with her wolf alight in her eyes, a wolf that still seeks mine despite Selene’s objections.

I cannot hear the call myself, but Axel certainly can, She’s calling me, He insists, she needs the mark just as much as we do. She’s in pain without it.

I study Selene carefully, reading anger and longing in her stunning features much more strongly than any fear or rejection. I know Axel is right just as certainly as I know the human part of Selene has no intention of giving me permission to mark her. So who should get to decide, the woman, or her wolf?

Icock my head to the side, the scent of Selene’s arousal still heavy in the air. “Tell me not to.” I order huskily.

“What?” Selene falters, taking a step back despite the fact that I haven’t moved an inch.

“If you don’t want me to mark you,” I instruct slowly, “Tell me not to tell your wolf to stop begging mine for the mark.”

She isn’t!”

of my pain and rage over her betrayal bleeding into the

“You’re doing this! Selene accuses, looking like

no, because she wants it just as badly as you do. Axel rumbles. This is one of those times that having a wolf

skittish and overwhelmed with feelings she’s beside

I can find, I tuck her into the thick covers and drop a string of kisses on her sweet-smelling

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the main room, Selene is pacing, appearing as if she’d had to exert all her effort not to follow me. She’s wringing her hands, but

you.” I say again, “Make me believe it, Selene, and this

lot more difficult than it had been when she believed I’d forsaken her. “Why are you doing this to me?” She exclaims instead, “why

came together, the day she’d accused me of not being attracted her because I’d overestimated the amount of time she needed to feel comfortable

was not entirely gone then; she‘d always reacted to me differently that she

closing the door behind us. I turn on the shower tap, twisting with more strength than was necessary but unable to hold back. The steady pound of cascading water fills the room, and I listen for

mate, I pull her body into mine, “Last chance, baby.” I tell her,

thoughts and memories too complicated to rise to the surface. Emotion clouds her lust-dilated pupils, and with a moan of defeat, Selene leans her head back against the wall and shuts her eyes,

Selene’s POV

hands are restrained above my head, wrists trapped in one of Bastien’s massive hands. A rumble of pure male satisfaction reverberates through the shower stall as he sinks his fingers between my thighs and meets the evidence of my desire. ‘Tell me again how you don’t want me.’ He purrs in

the pleasure begins to build. Oh Goddess, it’s been so long. I

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